the rain pattered on the glass of the window like a dog that runs to the door to greet their owner when they come home. the quiet night of rain, lofi, and coffee. from the window you can see someone's face illuminated by a laptop, eyes tired, hair frazzled, well what you could see of their hair. they had the hood of their hoodie covinging their seemingly silver hair. they seem to be finishing their homework. another person comes into veiw, they have shoulder length, tight curly hair, their bangs frazzled they put their hand on the first person's shoulder, supposedly telling them to go to bed. the silver haired perosn nodded, closing the laptop and heading to their room. they laid down and quickly fell asleep, warm dreams taking over their mind.
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short stories
Randomshort things I write from time to time. updates are random cover at is of felix, my character, gifted to me by @/peachiepastels on instagram. check him out
